thirsty

【four years ago】

"Deep Sea's latest project is very strange, and the reindeer led a team to investigate." A voice hovered in the empty office, speaking in Russian.

"Understood." The man code-named "Reindeer" wore a peaked cap with the brim pressed down very low, covering his eyes and showing no emotion.

He walked out of the office, and as soon as he closed the door, he said with a smile to a Chinese man standing beside him: "Hey, if I find some beautiful pictures and texts, should they confiscate them?" This time he spoke in Chinese, Can't fault the Beijing dialect.

The Chinese man code-named "Da Da" laughed meaningfully with him.

They walked into their office and turned on the computer. The reindeer cursed loudly, and Da Da ran over to look at it. Both of them felt chills down their backs.

Someone has hacked into his computer and is sending messages.

"Don't worry, I'm just a doctor."

The first sentence appeared on the screen in its entirety.

"It looks like this is a translator's computer. I have to say, I can't understand a word of the ghostly painted peach symbols on your wallpaper. Maybe I need a guide dog."

The two looked at each other.

After a pause of 2 minutes, the other party sent the third sentence.

"I am a man of the deep sea."

The intrusion was lifted and the computer returned to normal, but the two people in front of the computer were silent.

Not everyone can hack into their systems.

This is an obvious warning.

"...This time Cha Shenhai, you are the team leader," Da Da patted the reindeer on the shoulder, "Yan Wang Laozi is with you."

"There is the door," the reindeer pointed, "Get lost."

In the next year, he used many connections to search the doctor's information. There are many doctors in the deep sea organization, and the code name he found was the end.

"As expected of an underground organization," the reindeer opened a bottle of wine depressedly, "the secrecy work is more serious than grabbing food."

At this time, a psychiatrist in southern China got off work and took off his white coat to reveal the arm that he had quietly written under the table during the consultation.

A lot of letters and numbers were written out of sequence on the left arm, like a pig pressing the keyboard while sleeping.

He thought of the computer again, and smiled.

This is their first encounter, and everything has just begun.

【Four years later】

Bai Shen put on a white coat and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and sat down in the consultation room. He looked quite human.

There was a special patient today. While he was still thinking about what to ask, the door was pushed open, and a tall man walked in, wearing an off-white long-sleeved T-shirt, black pants, and a black peaked cap with a pressed brim. It's so low that I can't see my eyes clearly.

The man sat down in front of Bai Shen, sized him up first, then stared at the standing sign on the table and said hesitantly, "Bai... Tan?"

"Bai Shen." He frowned. According to the information, this person was called Lu Xun. He was of Chinese-Australian mixed race, and he was proficient in the six major languages ​​of the United Nations. However, Bai Shen deeply doubted the authenticity of this information after he discovered that he might be illiterate.

"...Oh." Lu Xun said.

"Are you proficient in six languages?" Bai Shen asked.

"Five of them, unless Beijing dialect is also counted."

Bai Shen immediately understood: "So your Chinese is not very good, is it? We can communicate in English."

According to the information, Lu Xun's mother is Chinese, but his Chinese is not very good. This is very strange. It is possible that he himself is resisting learning Chinese for some reason.

Apart from mentioning the identity of the Chinese, there is no other information about his mother in the file, which seems to be well protected.So at least it can be confirmed that Lu Xun is resistant to Chinese, and communicating in Chinese is not good for his diagnosis.

"It's okay," Lu Xun's voice suddenly softened, "Just use Chinese, I can understand." Then, he fell into an inaccessible closed silence.

As a psychiatrist, Bai Shen has encountered many similar situations, especially people like Lu Xun who often go to and from the battlefield, who are more or less mentally disturbed. Once they are silent, the best way is to wait, even if nothing is obtained during the consultation. Effective information can only wait.

The entire room was immersed in awkward silence, and the two sat there staring blankly.

"Bai... Tan." Lu Xun said suddenly.

"Bai Shen."

"Oh." Lu Xun casually returned to the relaxed look when he first entered the door, "I was arranged by a friend, not on my own initiative."

Bai Shen nodded: "Understood. Do you have insomnia?"

"It's not considered insomnia..." Halfway through Lu Xun's words, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door. He sat up straight and looked towards the door, making sure that someone was just passing by before he turned his head uneasily.

The conversation that had finally started was interrupted by the sound of footsteps, Bai Shen cursed inwardly, and had to wait again.

Fortunately, Lu Xun quickly adjusted his state and continued the topic just now: "I can sleep for six or seven hours a day, but...not at night."

"Can't you sleep at night?"

"Yeah, most nights, I'm in a bad mood."

"No reason?" That's really interesting.

"No."

"What performance?"

"It's just..." Lu Xun stopped to think, as if he was recalling his daily life, "My heart is like still water."

Popping out such a four-character idiom seemed to hurt the vitality of this Australian who was struggling with Chinese, and he stopped suddenly, as if refusing to communicate.

Bai Shen tried to cheer him up, and shifted his focus: "I will also be in this state. Do you think that a Michelin star meal is also spicy chicken, and a beautiful woman in a bikini is like stinky tofu lying on the bed?"

Lu Xun laughed twice, halfway through the laugh, he suddenly stopped and looked at him: "I like to eat stinky tofu."

"...well, that analogy doesn't fit."

"No, it's quite appropriate. I really don't like women."

Bai Shen secretly clicked his tongue, it didn't say in the information that he was actually a comrade.

"Then have you considered becoming a monk?" Bai Shen joked with him.

Lu Xun smiled: "Good idea. But the state of stillness is not only lack of appetite and sexual desire, but also..."

Footsteps sounded outside again, Lu Xun suddenly stopped his words, and looked towards the closed door.

"I'm safe here, and I won't hurt you." Bai Shen bluntly calmed his restless heart.

Lu Xun's eyes hidden under the brim of his hat stared deeply at him, as if he had let down his vigilance.Suddenly there were footsteps outside.

Bai Shen's consultation room is arranged in the innermost part of the corridor, and it is not easy to allow people to walk outside during the consultation. "Hold on."

Bai Shen greeted Lu Xun and walked to the door, suppressing his anger and pulling the door open. The cleaning guy was immersed in the joy of working, happily humming and mopping his buttocks.

"I'll give you three seconds to leave here, or I'll beat you up like a mother." Bai Shen clenched his fists.

"??" The young man turned around in surprise, "Brother, don't mind, I'm working."

"Can't you go and blame other doctors?" Bai sighed deeply.

This young man's name is Xiao Zhou, he is the child of his family leader. Bai Shen knows him very well. When he saw that he was not serious all day long, he introduced him to a job as a odd job in the hospital.

"But it was Doctor Chen next door who asked me to trouble you." Xiao Zhou's face was very sincere and just.

Bai Shen squinted his eyes, and his knuckles clicked a few times.

"...Brother, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving." Xiao Zhouti ran out of the corridor with his mop dripping all the way.

Bai Shen closed the door and sat back in his seat. Lu Xun, who was opposite him, was overjoyed and asked him with great interest, "Hey, do your doctors beat people too?"

"Yeah. It's designed to fight against the war." Bai Shen replied.

"Resist what?" The native Chinese in Australia looked confused.

"It's solid." Bai Shen explained patiently.

"Oh... How old are you?" Lu Xun changed the subject and raised his chin at him.

"26." Bai Shen tried his best to match his emotions.

"Coincidentally, how many months?"

"October."

Bai Shen suddenly remembered Lu Xun's homosexual orientation, and felt that his question made them seem to be on a blind date.Bai Shen thought he would ask what day, or how many months he was born, but Lu Xun just stopped this topic suddenly and raised his hand to look at his watch.

"I have to go," he stood up neatly, "Can I make an appointment for the next consultation at night?"

"Of course." Bai Shen didn't expect that he would make an appointment for a second time, after all, he seemed very guarded.

Lu Xun picked up a water-based pen from the table, copied a piece of white paper, and wrote down a series of numbers and English. "Here's my number and address, next Wednesday, okay?"

Bai Shen took the paper and glanced at it, then nodded: "Yes."

After Lu Xun left, Bai Shen sat down and looked through his files. He was a field translator with eight years of work experience. He was born and died. He had seen many displaced people and bloody people. Some mental problems were understandable.

He went to the parking lot to pick up the car. When he was discharged from the hospital, he happened to see Xiao Zhou. He rolled down the window and said to him, "I'll give you a ride."

"Okay." Xiao Zhou obediently sat in the co-pilot.

"Brother, where did that patient come from today? He is in good shape." Xiao Zhou asked.

"He's a fighter with real guns, can't it be good?" Bai Shen smiled.

A young man like Xiao Zhou who lives in a peaceful world is most curious about such a person: "A gangster? Tsk tsk tsk."

Bai Shen stretched out his hand and thumped him on the head: "Tsk what tsk."

"I saw that he has a scar on his neck, cool!" Xiao Zhou said like Amway idol, "I'm sure I'll turn him over with one hand!"

Bai Shen ignored him, and smiled to himself for a while, thinking that you don't know a lot, and someone might turn one over with a lift of his leg.

He suddenly found that his thoughts had deviated from the track, and he coughed twice in a whitewashed manner.

After returning home, Bai Shen checked the address that Zha Lu Xun wrote down. It was in the suburbs outside the city, and it was in two directions from his house. It would take two or three hours to drive there without traffic jams.

He took a shower, and the wet black hair on his forehead fell down softly, half covering his eyes.There was a call from an unknown number, Bai Shen picked up the phone and lay down on the sofa, the sofa cover was wet a lot.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, see you at the old place." There was a familiar voice on the other end of the phone,

"Because of Lu Xun?" he asked.

"Yes." The person on the phone said.

"Understood." Bai Shen hung up the phone, did not wipe his hair immediately, and still lay there, letting his hair continue to drip.

Bai Shen is not a professional psychiatrist, he accepts some regular patients arranged by the organization or entrusted by friends, most of them take several years to deal with, and those with milder illnesses can be dealt with in a few months.

To put it simply, each of his patients is his task, and they will be sent to his consultation room, which is not open to the public, only if they have the necessary utility value or their identities are kept confidential.

But Lu Xun was different from the patients he had been in contact with. Apart from the difference in language communication, Bai Shen didn't realize that there was any secrecy in a field interpreter.

He just fell asleep on the sofa, until he was woken up by the cold at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, and couldn't fall asleep again after waking up.

He took out a piece of paper from his backpack, stared at the number on it for a while, and then picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"...Hello?" A deep voice sounded from the other end.

"I am Bai Shen." He replied immediately.

"Oh." The so-so replied twice.

"Are you asleep?" Bai Shen asked.

"I can't sleep at night, so I don't sleep at all," Lu Xun said, "Did you not sleep?"

"Sleep." Bai Shen wanted to hang up the phone, ready to say good night, but felt that this sentence was not suitable for him, "hang up."

After Bai Shen hung up the phone, Lu Xun put down the phone, moved his body that had been sitting against the wall for three hours, a burst of numbness rushed all over his body, he cursed the American curse in dissatisfaction, and moved to the water dispenser with difficulty He took a large glass of water from the side, raised his head and drank it clean in one breath.

If it wasn't for this phone call, he wouldn't even be aware of himself sitting on the ground in a daze.

Lu Xun sat back in the bedroom, took out the original "Dream of Red Mansions" from the bookshelf, and leaned against the bedside to flip through the pages.

Before reading a few pages, Lu Xun closed the book and threw it on the ground: "Crazy."

He couldn't figure out why there were such complicated Chinese characters. There were many words he didn't know on any page, and there were long descriptions, and the plot was squeezed bit by bit.

Who would read such a book?How do others see it?baffling.

That woman loves this book very much, and has always loved this book... He thought of the word "shen" that he couldn't distinguish, and then thought of Bai Shen, that doctor seemed well-educated, he would also Do you want to read this book?Could it be that there are words in the book that he doesn't know?Why did he suddenly call and hang up after saying some nonsense?

When Lu Xun realized where he was thinking, he turned over and lay down on the bed, burying his face in the soft quilt.

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